Chapter hundred forty two

Ever wondered why the guilty scathe through the earth, wandering freely and conscience-free of their actions? Yes, Aaron, high on the sleep sedative injected into his fluid bag, was plagued with that thought as he struggled to stay awake.

As a man, society had made him a far stronger version than he dimmed himself to be.

He feared the dark and even the slightest glimpse of sleep, had him fighting with science in the name of a sleeping sedative.

“Tell me more about yourself, Andrew.” Aaron needed a form of distraction, and Andrew stood to be the best viable option. “Where is he?” Aaron could hear the panicked voice of Helen down the hallway even in his sleep-induced fuzziness. He had never heard her discomposed. In a different scenario, he would have thrown caution to the wind and filled her up with feathery kisses.

Helen wanted to validate the authenticity of the news Suarez broke at the station. Henry was now on the loose and in the absence of no lead on the case and dead ends, Hele
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